Gunn Rap

Lyrics

[Intro: Tek & Steele] Yeah nigga, we out here man Smif N Wessun ta the death nigga [Verse 1: Tek & Steele] You can be a gangsta, hustler, pimp or a gun buster But you're best to have them ones out when the boys come in to rush ya Thinking cuz you know some thugs, them slugs can't touch ya Don't be thinkin' cuz they give you pounds and hugs, they won't fuck ya Well let me tell you homeboy you got another thing coming If you think me and my sons gonna spend our whole lives' strugglin' My dues been paid, and my blocks been bubbling And my folks been grumbling, smoke, let them know something You listening to the flow killer, Ho Hitter, niggas know I'm no quitter You still bitter and getting sick of, Tek and Steele is them niggas Don't figure How I miss ya, see how my swagger swigger You a five thrower, let me show you, I throw one bigger Twenty that my cuz sent ya, you don't want us to come get'cha Fuck the ones you brung with ya, hope you brung your ones wit'cha Ass bent, bet the gun get ya, my life is uncensored It won't be a pretty picture when them slugs kiss ya My dude don't tell 'em nothing, I want them to start fronting And let them feel the pressure of the cranium crushing See the fluid gushing out, that big hole pushing out From the body to the sewer, bin needing flushing out [Hook] We done been there and done that Put in work till our ones stack Took losses Got some back Smif-N-Wessun is gunn rap In the hood they love that To the hoods We give back Nigga this ain't no come back We never left where we live at [Verse 2: Tek & Steele] This gorilla's more iller, 654 wheeler Throw it up, half the block, Red light STOP! Indo, roll slow Scream at my kin folk Tip over, Hell no, green light, Let's GO Bank stopper, Crush popper, Still miss Big Poppa For that red Datsun, three hot shots at ya Fo' reala, Yeah, nigga, die in that Chinchilla Words of Eazy, "Mo skrilla, Mo skrilla" Man you ain't never lie... that's the reason I rock fellow I ain't sign to the Roc-a-Fella, I'm just trying to stock up cheddar And when it's popping on the block only options to pop Beretta's Don't stop when the cops can get us, won't stop till my pockets better Wear a mask, oh hell no, we blow at the Po-Po 40 cal, my choice of weapon, that you already know That I'm shell-shocked, up top, family in the Boondocks Move rocks it's easy get your bank stocking, head cocking Courtesy of me, that you stretch like a T Head showing the ivory, we call it the white meat See how mafioso move, we cement your shows You riding the current with the fishes you'll snooze We be hustling cuz we gotta, for muscle, got two-shotters And the block stand beside us, they know that we true riders Show love to the hood, and the hood do the same It don't matter where you go, don't forget where you came [Hook] We done been there and done that Put in work till our ones stack Took losses Got some back Smif-N-Wessun is gunn rap In the hood they love that To the hoods We give back Nigga this ain't no come back We never left where we live at We done been there and done that Put in work till our ones stack Took losses Got some back Smif-N-Wessun is gunn rap In the hood they love that To the hoods We give back Nigga this ain't no come back We never left where we live at